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Like today, anyway.
#VividImagination
A wood in October
going November.
Who shall remember,
in December.
A song in my ear
that I still hear,
that time of year.
A horizon that shine,
so like wine,
reaching my tounge
a taste,
like waste.
Now like today
going my way,
wanting to stay
in my senses
break down some fences 💥💃👣
© Harbingers
A wood in October
going November.
Who shall remember,
in December.
A song in my ear
that I still hear,
that time of year.
A horizon that shine,
so like wine,
reaching my tounge
a taste,
like waste.
Now like today
going my way,
wanting to stay
in my senses
break down some fences 💥💃👣
© Harbingers
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